That mark was personally branded onto Imu by Igan Kenji, and it contained an absolute desire for control.
He is a natural dominator who enjoys seeing others submit to him.
In the past, slaves could not withstand being trained and often submitted to him in a short time.
But Yimu was different; he was like a young wolfhound who hadn't yet reached adulthood, always glaring at him with those unyielding eyes.
Every time Yi Ganxian saw him, he would feel his blood boil and want to whip him with the whip in his hand and make him kneel at his feet.
But he knew he couldn't harm his own brother, at least not now.
Yi Ming is in his prime; if this gets out, he'll be in serious trouble.
However, the fact that he cannot take action now does not mean that Igan Genichiro can remain indifferent as he watches his mark disappear.
A storm was brewing in Yiganxian's eyes. Just when Yimu thought he could escape this time, he was suddenly pushed down onto the door by Yiganxian.
His hair was violently grabbed, and Yi Mu winced in pain, tilting his head back as Yi Ganxian pulled on his wrist.
Where was the gentle and refined demeanor on Yi Ganxian's face? It had been completely replaced by violence.
"How dare you! What did I tell you back then?"
Yi Mu stretched out his elbow and struck Yi Ganxian hard in the vulnerable chest.
Yi Ganxian winced in pain and released Yi Mu's hair.
Yi Mu turned around, grabbed Yi Ganxian's sleeve, took off his glasses with his other hand, and smashed them against the glass mirror, shattering them.
"I'm telling you, don't you dare lay a hand on me again. I'm not the pushover I was two years ago!"
Igan Kenji's pupils contracted slightly, and his eyes reflected a young, vigorous, and handsome face.
His younger brother was unlike other little boys outside, who were either overly pretentious or too weak to have any personality.
It resembles a rambutan, its surface covered with soft thorns; peel back the intimidating shell to reveal juicy, white flesh inside.
Take a sip, and your mouth will be filled with a refreshing sweetness.
As expected, the little wolf was not so easily subdued, but this only made Igan Kenji even more reluctant to let him go.
Seeing the ambiguous smile on Yi Ganxian's face, Yi Mu released his hand in disgust.
Igan Ken straightened his collar, his gaze falling on the shards of glasses lying on the ground, now nothing but fragments of a corpse, and a smile appeared on his face.
"I never expected you to have become so capable."
Yi Mu sneered: "There are many things you haven't considered."
Seeing that Yi Mu was eager to leave, Yi Ganxian offered a condition: "Next week is Grandma's birthday, you and Auntie can come to our house for dinner."
Yi Mu refused: "We're not qualified to go, so we won't join in the fun."
Igan Kenji said, "This is my father's will, and I'm afraid you have no choice."
Knowing that he wouldn't get anywhere by discussing it with him, Yi Mu walked out of the bathroom without saying a word.
As Igan Ken watched his retreating figure, a triumphant smile crept across his lips.
When Yi Mu returned to his room, he found that Lu Qingyao had already arrived.
He sat in the middle, his long legs feeling a bit cramped on the leather sofa.
Jiang Nian sat down next to him and poured him wine with great enthusiasm.
Yi Mu adjusted his expression, smiled, and walked over to sit down.
"Qingyao is here, now we can have fun to our hearts' content."
Fang Xiaoxiao could tell that he had recovered from his earlier emotions, and with a smile on her face, she moved closer to him.
"It's not fun when you're not here."
Lu Qingyao watched her movements, his eyes turning cold. He picked up the beer in his glass, strode over, and looked down at Fang Xiaoxiao.
"Excuse me, I have something to say to Yimu."
They finally managed to get out and have some fun, but it was just the few of them facing each other.
Fang Xiaoxiao wanted to get closer to Yi Mu, but Lu Qingyao came over and interfered.
She was unhappy, pouted, and looked at Yi Mu.
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